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// Personal Letter to White Clover - May 4th 
// Story: They're Never Coming Back 
// by Flashgen 
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Clover,

I hope this letter finds you well, and I apologize if its delivery woke you at all. I sent the fastest pegasus we had to get it to you. We’ve found Solace. Twilight Sparkle said she had some way to bring ponies back from this place they’re all trapped in and that she could test it with him. She told us to keep a watch on Town Hall. I tried to tell her to wait for word from my superiors because of the potential risk, but it seems she moved forward without us.
It was around 5 p.m. when I was interrupted from my session with Doctor Blue Sky by Cage. We rushed to Town Hall, where he said they had found a pony that had Solace’s cutie mark, though he was in poor condition. He was up in the mayor’s office, sprawled out on the floor in the center of the room.
Blue Sky gave him as much of an examination as he could, but we couldn’t truly do anything until the medic arrived. His breathing was shallow and ragged. Most of the fat and muscle on his body had wasted away, his bones clearly visible along his chest, barrel, haunches, flank, and thighs. His mane, tail, and coat had all dried up, losing a lot of their color. His eyes were still closed. He may have been sleeping, but we didn’t get any response from him.
Both Blue Sky and I did as much as we could to help once the medic arrived. We kept him stationary and assisted with inserting an IV into his foreleg. Given his state, the medic suggested we get him to a more stable location where he could recover. We were able to get him on a stretcher and to the local hospital. The first of hopefully many more patients.
He’s yet to wake up, but the medic and one of Blue Sky’s colleagues think his condition is stable.
Clover, we’ve seen a pony locked up and underfed for a week or two at the most. I’ve never seen anything this bad. What if everypony else is like this? We’ll need a lot more on hoof than we already have, and that isn’t even taking into account the staff needed.
See if you can get in touch with a few hospitals in Canterlot and Cloudsdale. Blue Sky thinks if we make use of the latter for pegasi, we could accommodate the full population of the town.
If you’re only reading this in the morning, safe travels. Otherwise, sleep well.

Love,
Vines